About Mine (feat. Trey Songz)

Lyrics

She doin' it wrong
 Egh!
 Trigga, Trigga
 It's Kid Ink
 Mustard on the beat ho!
 In the club and this nigga looking at me kinda strange
 I got the woman he love sippin' my champagne
 But she ain't doin' nothin' wrong
 She just fuckin' with a young, rich nigga
 Tell that boy stop acting like a bitch nigga
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 You could bet that, check my stats
 From way way back nigga we've been doing this
 Same old clubs and the same bitches you just met
 Nigga I ain't got time
 If the bezel ain't diamonds, presi Obama
 Pool in the Bahamas, black ferragamo
 Need me some condoms, we fuckin' up commas, honest
 Right now this rap shit is crackin' for me
 If it didn't work out we'd be back to the streets
 See life is a bitch crazier than Kelis
 But I'm picturing money, my nigga say cheese
 Feel fresh like Axe on me, nah y'ain't gotta put up no act for me
 Your girlfriend already said you act so cheap
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 I'm about mine, tell me is you 'bout yours?
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 Yeah she say I'm a dog but she down on all fours
 Yeah she down on the floor cause there's money all over
 Then back on the pole with it
 Now I got time, cause now I got change
 Shit the cup got drank and we 'bout to get high girl
 What did you think?
 I say God to your dress but no you ain't no saint
 Shit
 You know you coming to the crib girl ain't cha
 You drinking all this liquor girl ain't cha
 I'm feeling on your booty girl ain't I
 Show you how to have a real good time
 So bust it for me, elbows on your knees
 We don't care who's lookin', Mustard on the beat
 Ball hard and yo' bitch tryna reach
 No it ain't my fault that she's running through the streets
 Dumb blonde, got you looking like a fool nigga
 Said
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 I got all bad bitches at my table
 Where them gon' do it
 All this money that I can't hold
 Throw some, taunt it
 Only bad bitches at my table
 That's all I got
 Which one of y'all I'ma take home
 I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours?
 
 You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:41
Key
8
Tempo
97 BPM

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